NINEHer hands moved slowly against the soft sheets.She struggled to keep her eyes open.Where was she?Having kept her eyes steady,she took her time to get accustomed to where she was.The room was massive…the bed was large enough to take more people.She was still weak and her eyes felt heavy from the previous sobbing. Isabelle tried to remember how she got here but her brain was useless at this point.It was blank.She could only remember being locked up.Her body shook with fear at the thought of being locked up again.Looking down at herself,she saw that she had been stripped off the gown she wore.Her eyes widened at the realization that she was still putting on Alessandro’s shirt stained with a dead man’s blood.She needed to get out of this shirt.The shower was on.She could hear the continuous pouring of water.She wasn't alone?Walking towards the bathroom door,she screamed and turned quickly—“Holy fuck!” she wasn't sure how that slipped out. “What are you doing here?”Ale
ONE“He’s dead,Isa,” Nina, her chambermaid said softly,and reached out to pull Isabelle close to her,her arms warm and comforting against the sudden chills that racked Isabelle’s body. “Your papá is dead.” The door opened as soon as Nina dropped the news. An older chambermaid who wasn't close to Isabelle walked in with a dress on her hands.Walking towards the bed,she lay the dress there.“Get dressed! You have visitors.Your uncle Don Francesco will not like to be kept waiting. You must hurry up,” she stated,unbothered by the position she had met them.Isabelle sat on the floor,mute and frozen at the spot.She needed time to process the news.Her papá was dead?No it couldn't be.She felt a hand grab her as she was pulled up from the floor.“Didn't you hear what I just said? Get dressed!” she repeated,this time around with more aggression.Isabelle wasn't sure what was happening.She just knew one thing…her uncle had taken over. The door closed after Nina and in the room she remaine
TWOFury enveloped his entire being,like a fur on a cat.It was always there,waiting for the right time to explode.Sixteen years!It's been sixteen years and the grudge has burrowed even more into his heart.The only thing that could calm him down was the death of another,but it seemed like even that could not calm how fierce his demons had gotten.“P—Please,Alessandro.Forgive me,” the man uttered,his blood all over the floor.He punched him even harder,sending him back to the floor.He was not a man of mercy.He fucking cared about no one,especially not this lying piece of shit.“Alessandro let me finish up,” Marco suggested.He had noticed that things were going out of control.He was usually the one that they begged to stop not Alessandro.Alessandro hardly did the killing himself unless he was really triggered to do so. Instead,Alessandro ignored him,determined to finish what he had started on his own.Alessandro raised his boots against the neck of the man on the ground until his crie
THREE“I won't survive him,Nina” Isabelle whispered. “Please you have to take my place,” she urged.Don Francesco had mounted armed guards behind the door and all through the hallways.It was impossible to escape.“Isa,please.You know nothing escapes your uncle’s notice.He will kill me if he finds out,” Nina responded in a whisper.They couldn't let the guards hear what they had planned to do.Regardless, as usual her good heart and closeness with Isabelle couldn't let her refuse her constant pleading.Isabelle handed the wedding dress to her and she took Nina’s clothes.The plan was terrifying, but the idea of living with Don Domenico was even more scarier.Nina wore the wedding dress with the veil making it difficult to recognize who was behind it.They noticed the dress was quite loose because Isa was extremely thick.Her standing sizeable breasts and well endowed ass always made her the center of attention.Isabelle picked a pin from one of the drawers,she was going to practice her tai
FOUR Her eyelids were heavy. She felt weak. Struggling between staying awake and being weak. Isabelle looked round the room she was in,it was dark but not so dark that she couldn't see. Where was she? It looked like a basement but not just any type.Looking around she could see blood stains on the walls,hand printed blood stains of people who struggled to live. That was when she remembered— Wedding day. Gunshots. Men in black. Kidnapped. Her body shook with fear and she tried standing from the chair,only then did she realize that she had been chained. She tried pulling her hands from the chain,then she heard a voice… “I wouldn't do that,if I were you,” a deep velvety rich voice stated.The voice making every hair on her body stand,deep and sweet like chocolate but dark and menacing. So she wasn't alone? She turned quickly towards where the voice had come from,she was terrified to death. The man walked out from where he sat initially and Isabelle could see that he was ta
FIVE ‘A coward!’ her mental voice criticized. That was what she felt like at this moment.She couldn't kill her own enemy. Coward. The gunshot she had fired sent some of Alessandro’s men coming down the basement. They looked up at where the gunshot had been shot and back at her. Marco rushed towards her and grabbed the gun from her hand. Alessandro hadn't moved a bit. “Take her to one of the empty rooms.Let Tia know that she'll be staying there for now.I need her out of that wedding dress,” he ordered. “Boss,she just attempted to kill you.Don't tell me you're going to let her get away with it,” Luciano stated. Alessandro returned his statement with a deadly glare. That was enough for him to step back. “She's a coward.She can't pull a trigger,” he mocked,fixing his stare back at her. “Luciano I don't want you anywhere near her at the moment.Our goods should be arriving any moment…go to the factory and check things out” Alessandro ordered,he knew how blood thirsty,Luciano,co
SIXIsabelle managed to make her way through some of the paths protected by the don’s men.Why on earth did Alessandro’s house feel so fucking large?Maybe because it was.She knew when Alessandro found out that she was missing,he would organize a search party for her.She was free yet still captive.She hid behind a somewhat enclosed wall,as soon as she saw one of his men approaching.Her hand laying against the thumping beat of her heart.When she was sure that the path was clear,she came out from where she hid.The break out alarm had begun ringing loudly.With one thought on her mind—He was coming for her.“There has to be a secret exit…there should be,” she muttered to herself,as her hands clutched the ends of the red flowing dress she wore. She closed her eyes in a bid to make a silent prayer.Isabelle still confused on the next place to go, halted on her steps when she heard voices,“If we can't find her,he’ll kill us and Tia,” she heard a deep angry voice utter.“She's only bee
SEVENThe man was getting impatient.He yanked her gown up to expose him to more of her beautiful skin.His hands caressing their way up—and down her thighs.When she tried moving,he gripped her thigh firmly,the area fairly red over the aggressive touch.“Will you stay put or do I have to go faster? No one's coming for you…okay? You're just a worthless toy,” he stated impatiently,his hands roaming.Those words echoed in her head.Worthless toy.Worthless!Worthless!And just as he tried reaching out for her panties—She felt him being pulled away from her in something that seemed like a split of a second.Maybe she wasn't worthless after all.She winced as soon as she was free from his aggressive grip.Her eyes staying steady and fully open now.He came.He was right on time.Alessandro,her own unexpected saviour.The man tried to run but Alessandro was faster.Alessandro closed the distance between them.It was clear with the way he released ragged breaths.He was furious.Rage consume
NINEHer hands moved slowly against the soft sheets.She struggled to keep her eyes open.Where was she?Having kept her eyes steady,she took her time to get accustomed to where she was.The room was massive…the bed was large enough to take more people.She was still weak and her eyes felt heavy from the previous sobbing. Isabelle tried to remember how she got here but her brain was useless at this point.It was blank.She could only remember being locked up.Her body shook with fear at the thought of being locked up again.Looking down at herself,she saw that she had been stripped off the gown she wore.Her eyes widened at the realization that she was still putting on Alessandro’s shirt stained with a dead man’s blood.She needed to get out of this shirt.The shower was on.She could hear the continuous pouring of water.She wasn't alone?Walking towards the bathroom door,she screamed and turned quickly—“Holy fuck!” she wasn't sure how that slipped out. “What are you doing here?”Ale
EIGHTShe pleaded—but he wasn't listening to her. It dawned on her that Alessandro’s men were just as cruel as he was.“You should be lucky that you haven't been killed after the stupid stunt you pulled.Honestly,I can't wait for your death.You're a pain in my fucking ass,” Sergei stated in irritation.Isabelle looked back at the room she was thrown into and back at the man who had been instructed to throw her in here.It was dark—very dark and hardly any way to breathe.She was surely going to die in here.She wanted to scream but stopped when she realized that it was going to be a vain effort.Nobody was coming to get her.She was worthless and being Alessandro’s captive was a sealed fate.“P-please…don't make me stay in here.I can't stand tight and dark areas.I’ll suffocate to death…please,” she cried out.Sergei laughed. “Take your pleas to your fucking grave.”“And yes…the room is sound proof so scream all you want,” he quickly added.With that,he banged the door close making sure
SEVENThe man was getting impatient.He yanked her gown up to expose him to more of her beautiful skin.His hands caressing their way up—and down her thighs.When she tried moving,he gripped her thigh firmly,the area fairly red over the aggressive touch.“Will you stay put or do I have to go faster? No one's coming for you…okay? You're just a worthless toy,” he stated impatiently,his hands roaming.Those words echoed in her head.Worthless toy.Worthless!Worthless!And just as he tried reaching out for her panties—She felt him being pulled away from her in something that seemed like a split of a second.Maybe she wasn't worthless after all.She winced as soon as she was free from his aggressive grip.Her eyes staying steady and fully open now.He came.He was right on time.Alessandro,her own unexpected saviour.The man tried to run but Alessandro was faster.Alessandro closed the distance between them.It was clear with the way he released ragged breaths.He was furious.Rage consume
SIXIsabelle managed to make her way through some of the paths protected by the don’s men.Why on earth did Alessandro’s house feel so fucking large?Maybe because it was.She knew when Alessandro found out that she was missing,he would organize a search party for her.She was free yet still captive.She hid behind a somewhat enclosed wall,as soon as she saw one of his men approaching.Her hand laying against the thumping beat of her heart.When she was sure that the path was clear,she came out from where she hid.The break out alarm had begun ringing loudly.With one thought on her mind—He was coming for her.“There has to be a secret exit…there should be,” she muttered to herself,as her hands clutched the ends of the red flowing dress she wore. She closed her eyes in a bid to make a silent prayer.Isabelle still confused on the next place to go, halted on her steps when she heard voices,“If we can't find her,he’ll kill us and Tia,” she heard a deep angry voice utter.“She's only bee
FIVE ‘A coward!’ her mental voice criticized. That was what she felt like at this moment.She couldn't kill her own enemy. Coward. The gunshot she had fired sent some of Alessandro’s men coming down the basement. They looked up at where the gunshot had been shot and back at her. Marco rushed towards her and grabbed the gun from her hand. Alessandro hadn't moved a bit. “Take her to one of the empty rooms.Let Tia know that she'll be staying there for now.I need her out of that wedding dress,” he ordered. “Boss,she just attempted to kill you.Don't tell me you're going to let her get away with it,” Luciano stated. Alessandro returned his statement with a deadly glare. That was enough for him to step back. “She's a coward.She can't pull a trigger,” he mocked,fixing his stare back at her. “Luciano I don't want you anywhere near her at the moment.Our goods should be arriving any moment…go to the factory and check things out” Alessandro ordered,he knew how blood thirsty,Luciano,co
FOUR Her eyelids were heavy. She felt weak. Struggling between staying awake and being weak. Isabelle looked round the room she was in,it was dark but not so dark that she couldn't see. Where was she? It looked like a basement but not just any type.Looking around she could see blood stains on the walls,hand printed blood stains of people who struggled to live. That was when she remembered— Wedding day. Gunshots. Men in black. Kidnapped. Her body shook with fear and she tried standing from the chair,only then did she realize that she had been chained. She tried pulling her hands from the chain,then she heard a voice… “I wouldn't do that,if I were you,” a deep velvety rich voice stated.The voice making every hair on her body stand,deep and sweet like chocolate but dark and menacing. So she wasn't alone? She turned quickly towards where the voice had come from,she was terrified to death. The man walked out from where he sat initially and Isabelle could see that he was ta
THREE“I won't survive him,Nina” Isabelle whispered. “Please you have to take my place,” she urged.Don Francesco had mounted armed guards behind the door and all through the hallways.It was impossible to escape.“Isa,please.You know nothing escapes your uncle’s notice.He will kill me if he finds out,” Nina responded in a whisper.They couldn't let the guards hear what they had planned to do.Regardless, as usual her good heart and closeness with Isabelle couldn't let her refuse her constant pleading.Isabelle handed the wedding dress to her and she took Nina’s clothes.The plan was terrifying, but the idea of living with Don Domenico was even more scarier.Nina wore the wedding dress with the veil making it difficult to recognize who was behind it.They noticed the dress was quite loose because Isa was extremely thick.Her standing sizeable breasts and well endowed ass always made her the center of attention.Isabelle picked a pin from one of the drawers,she was going to practice her tai
TWOFury enveloped his entire being,like a fur on a cat.It was always there,waiting for the right time to explode.Sixteen years!It's been sixteen years and the grudge has burrowed even more into his heart.The only thing that could calm him down was the death of another,but it seemed like even that could not calm how fierce his demons had gotten.“P—Please,Alessandro.Forgive me,” the man uttered,his blood all over the floor.He punched him even harder,sending him back to the floor.He was not a man of mercy.He fucking cared about no one,especially not this lying piece of shit.“Alessandro let me finish up,” Marco suggested.He had noticed that things were going out of control.He was usually the one that they begged to stop not Alessandro.Alessandro hardly did the killing himself unless he was really triggered to do so. Instead,Alessandro ignored him,determined to finish what he had started on his own.Alessandro raised his boots against the neck of the man on the ground until his crie
ONE“He’s dead,Isa,” Nina, her chambermaid said softly,and reached out to pull Isabelle close to her,her arms warm and comforting against the sudden chills that racked Isabelle’s body. “Your papá is dead.” The door opened as soon as Nina dropped the news. An older chambermaid who wasn't close to Isabelle walked in with a dress on her hands.Walking towards the bed,she lay the dress there.“Get dressed! You have visitors.Your uncle Don Francesco will not like to be kept waiting. You must hurry up,” she stated,unbothered by the position she had met them.Isabelle sat on the floor,mute and frozen at the spot.She needed time to process the news.Her papá was dead?No it couldn't be.She felt a hand grab her as she was pulled up from the floor.“Didn't you hear what I just said? Get dressed!” she repeated,this time around with more aggression.Isabelle wasn't sure what was happening.She just knew one thing…her uncle had taken over. The door closed after Nina and in the room she remaine